As I wrap up my first seven weeks here at UNC, I took some time to write a letter to my dog, a feisty miniature schnauzer named Argo, whom I miss dearly, back in Texas.
I can’t believe it has been seven weeks since I left our house in Plano, Texas to come to Chapel Hill. I swear, it feels like I have been here for a lifetime. So much has happened.
Since I got here, I have walked more than ever and climbed more stairs than I thought possible. #HoJoCalves. You probably would like the walks, but, man, the bus is my best friend. I have already met some amazing people who challenge and inspire me, and I am looking forward to meeting new people along the way. Classes are tough, but they’re supposed to be. So, I have to hustle.
I mean, college is great and all, but some crazy stuff has happened. In the first two weeks of being here, I saw more Confederate flags than I ever saw in Texas. Oh yeah, we also lost a week of classes because of Hurricane Florence. I stayed here, I kind of wish I had gone back home to see you, but I had fun with some friends in Chapel Hill. Talk about a “whirlwind” experience, am I right?